Monday, November 9, 2009

My aloha dream

I think other people’s dreams are pretty boring. If they show up in a book, I skim the passage. If someone tells me his or her dream, I usually don’t listen closely (sorry, I’m an ass!) If it is a dream sequence in a movie, I am usually annoyed.

So, let me tell you my dream last night. It started as a general anxiety dream – I was running down a road to my parent’s house, as I had no car. I had to get to the airport to fly to Hawai’i but it looked like I would be late. I barely made the plane and I realized that I hadn’t brought luggage; I hadn’t arranged a place to sleep; no one knew I was coming. As I entered the plane, the stewardess said that if I wanted a drink, I had to give her cash right then. I didn’t have any cash, though I had a credit card. She wouldn’t take it.

So, yep, I was in a full-blown anxiety dream.

But, then, I said to myself – well I have a lot of clothes at our house on Alae. I could buy a bag at the Salvation Army for next to nothing. John and Jessica, our tenants, would surely let me take the car back early. Bud would put me up. Or Dick and Carol. Or Casey and Bill. (Edit - learn about these wonderful folks here.) When I arrived in Hilo, I called Bud and he said come on over. He fed me a cocktail and said I could stay as long as I liked. I called Jessica (who I had never met) and she insisted that I come over for breakfast the next morning and said I was welcome to stay with them, too. I let all my other friends know I was in town and they all said that I simply must stay at their respective homes sometime. All my anxiety melted away.

So, turns out that anxiety is just no match for aloha.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Robin,

Thanks for sharing your dream world. I'm glad we came out positive and loving. And, of course, you are always welcome to our world, in both your dream world and waking world. We leave for Kapoho in two days. Looking forward to seeing you...just wish it could be sooner rather than later. Aloha.

Dick